Well the weekend went OK. Friday in the after noon I was a bit worried about the drive down to Toledo because of the long line of thunderstorms headed our way and all the way down. Luckily we missed most of the mess, we had stopped in Flint to eat when we were leaving the resturant the tornado warn horns were sounding off. FIL lives down there so we called to see were the warning was for exactly and it was not where we were or where we were heading so we went on our way.
We did have a good time for the most part, there was a moment Saturday night that I was ready to just walk back to the hotel and pack my stuff and head home, I did not care that it was a two hour drive. For some reason H thinks that he needs to make everybody happy when we go out, but seems to forget about the most important person, ME, or blames for the lack of fun that we are having. A group of six going out to the bar, the majority of us just wanted to go to a bar that we did not have to scream at each other to talk. There were four of us that went out the night before and found that the one place that was a really good time last year was just a complete bust this year. That has been the case for each year so far, we have found a bar that is a great time and plan on going back the next year and its not, different bands, changed atmosphere,etc. Saturday night we started at one bar that was not that far from the hotel, and granted I did not want to go to this place and I don't think anybody else did either but H wanted to go there for some reason. We ordered a round for the table, I had tried to pass on the first round, one because I was still stuffed from dinner and nothing sounded good...even my normal drink rum and coke, but I ended up getting a huricane anyhow. Most had finished thier first drink and the waitress came around to get our order again and I definatly passed this time around and H made me feel like I was doing something wrong by not ordering something. And that is was started the whole evening of misery for me. H told me well you were the one that wanted to come here and nobody else really wanted to go to that bar. Well instead of starting a fight right then and there I kept my mouth shut. I did not want to go the place that we were at the night before because I had three mixed drinks and a shot with red bull, and was not even buzzed. Most places here at home I would not have been able to walk a straight line if I had that many drinks. So at 4.50 a drink I thought why should we go back to that place and waste our money. The other couple thought the same thing, that the drinks were weak and did not really want to go there anyhow. With that said we ended our evening at the bar that we were at the night before with the weak drinks. At this point in the night I had only had two drinks because still nothing sounded good. But it worked out because the other couple that were out with us were drinking bottled stuff so the fact of the weak drinks did not matter.
When we got back to the hotel on Saturday I told H next year when we come down here we are going to bring our own stock of adult beverages and party in the room and not head out to the bars. He seemed to agree with me on that, I don't know if its that we are getting too old or too picky about where we go.
As for the surprise weekend nothing special happened, I did put on one of the teddy's that I had gotten a while back that H forgot about, he was with me when I got them. So that kind of spieced things up. Saturday night I was so stressed there was nothing going to happen that night, so Sunday morning we ML before we got ready to leave for home.
I have to go I have to pcik D up at 4 at school at its 3:55 and school is about 15 mins away, OOPPPSS lost track of time. More later.
